Daughter took me out for my belated birthday lunch today. We left behind us rural Karaduvar, passed by the historical (and chaotic) Carsi and travelled west to the more European inspired area of Mersin for lunch at the new Marina.
Arriving at the Marina is akin to arriving back in Sydney and going for a day at Darling Harbour. Lots of sunshine, tourists, designer shops and European-styled restaurants. Daughter picked a great looking restaurant that had good old fashioned burgers and, although it was empty when we arrived, 20 minutes into our lunch we were surrounded by a bus load of German tourists who appeared to be drinking their way around Turkey. They were travelling from Alanya and were expecting to continue their historical tour of Turkey by visiting Tarsus this afternoon. Honestly I cannot imagine how they will fare wandering around all the historical sites that Tarsus has to offer – I should watch the Haber (news) this evening to see if there was a group of German tourists arrested for disturbing the peace. They were a very rowdy bunch but Daughter thought they were excellent value and befriended them. She was having an awesome time. She taught them some Turkish swear words and they reciprocated by teaching her some not so appropriate German. It’s great to have a multi-lingual child!
After lunch we spent time in the sunshine just wandering along the waterfront. It was such a lovely afternoon – we stopped for cay at a tea house, Daughter befriended some puppies (and tried to convince me to take one home) and we brought freshly roasted chestnuts to nibble on while watching old men fishing from the wharf. As the sun began to set on my birthday day some ominous looking clouds appeared on the horizon. Rain? Nah! But we better find a dolmus just in case.
Incidentally it has only rained four times in Mersin since September. That’s over 120 days of sunshine. I get quite excited when I see the clouds and the prospect of rain but it just never eventuates. I know that Australia is sweltering in 50 degree heat and America is suffering with their “polar vortex” but I must say that winter in Mersin is extremely pleasant. So lucky!